while I fucked, but her short ass put a crick in my neck when I tried. That didn’t stop me, though, because I noticed how her pussy reacted to my attention. How it tightened even more and juiced all over my cock when I sucked down hard on one of them.
So I damn near broke my neck to give her pleasure and was rewarded by the sweet warmth of her nectar as it washed my cock down to my balls. I got so lost in her; I didn’t even realize when I had my whole cock in her until my balls slapped against her ass.
“You’re taking all of me, babe!” Thank fuck. But now that I was balls deep inside her with nowhere else to go, I couldn’t move as I’d like, her pussy was too tight for that. Even when I spread her legs wide, opening her up, it was still a tight fit.
In the end, that too was to my benefit. Because I had to take my time to make sure I didn’t hurt her unnecessarily, I was able to feel all of her. The silk walls of her cunt as they undulated around my throbbing cock, the way her pussy pulsed like a heartbeat each time I fucked in, and out of her, it all went to my head and pulled her deeper into my heart.
As someone who never left his heart open when it came to fucking, it was a new experience for me, like we were both sharing a lot of firsts together. I looked at her beneath me, really looked at her, and saw more than just a temporary bedmate. I saw forever in her eyes.
It shook me to the damn core, and at that moment, I knew that there would be no one else after her. The shit was mind-blowing. I’ve heard of shit like this happening to weak ass men and had thought myself above it; nope. Her pussy owned me from the word go.
That was our first time together. I find it hard to believe that it was just a week ago, because of the way things had progressed so quickly between us. Now my only worry is getting her out of my enemy’s house.
I’d told her sometime during the last week about my past with her brother in law and why I hated his guts, full disclosure. She hadn’t had much to say, but I got a weird feeling from her then and every time after when I made mention of his name.
Since then, I’ve been trying to draw shit out of her about her life at home, but up until this point, she’s been very close-mouthed. Because I’d taken her that first time on a Sunday, all of our encounters have been after school in the evening when I picked her up and brought her back here with me.
Now the weekend was upon us, and I wasn’t planning on staying away from her for two whole days like some teenager who needed his parents’ permission. “Let’s go take a shower.” She looked at the clock before looking back at me. Today she’d been here longer than the last few days and could see she was a bit wary.
She’s been telling her sister that she was going to the library after school, something else I didn’t agree with, but I was trying to give her the respect of letting her handle shit on her own. If that gets in the way of my being able to see her, though, that shit might die a quick death.
I took her into the bathroom and started the shower before leading her into the stall. I had all intentions of cleaning her up, but once I started running the soapy washcloth between her legs, my mind went to other things.
Before you know it, I was at her again. It started out with a kiss, innocent enough, but this kiss happened to be coupled with my hands moving the washcloth back and forth over her pussy. Before long, the cloth was gone, dropped somewhere on the floor, and with my luck was on its way to stop up the drain, which I gave less than a fuck about at this point.
When my bare hand touched her warm wet cunt as my tongue played hide and go seek in her mouth, that’s all it took for my cock to be on the rise again. “Hop up here.” I helped her up, and she wrapped her legs